Haven't had a washboard in over 4 years

Yesterday I foolishly and due to my new blindness (when did small get hard to read? Oh yeah, now) I thought I bombed my deadlift - only doing 3 when I wanted 5 at 365. However, that was the wrong lift I was picking up, and the goal was just 3. That means I'm perhaps around 10lbs off my former record. That's good in way, but I'm still injured - so I'm stronger on the one hand, but not fixed on the other. Yeesh.

As I deal with complainants, and as I fight with my own negativity and defensiveness, and as I talk to friends who see no ill - or see nothing but ill, I wonder how far from crazy I am. Right now, THEY SAY I'm not crazy. I function well and am generally happy - it's not that I never complain, but I'm the first to chuckle at my problems and I'm overall happy. I'm polishing but nothing needs fixing of which I'm presently aware.

I also speak more in conditionals.

But how far from crazy am I? I have a smart sweet friend, mother of 2, who was treated unfairly...but kind of went apeshit at work and spouts as much as one of my complainants. I used to sound about the same, and only over the last 10 years have I realized how spoiled I was back then. I don't know if this means I could lead my friend out of her headspace, or if I'm just one disagreement away from being there myself.

What is crazy, what is settling, and what is well adjusted? I don't need to know right away, but it does inspire treating everyone with respect.